Everything was hazy, sounds muffled by the ringing in his ears, but Spike could feel Wesley's arms around him like they were the only solid thing in the world. He stroked Wesley's forearm gratefully. "God, I love you," he said between panting breaths.
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Date: 2004-07-20 06:48 am (UTC)